"Hello, can you help me out?"
"What do you need?"
"Kiss me."
"...???"
When Qi Yue received this request, she had been sporting unwashed bedhead for three days, carrying a hoe, wearing rubber shoes, and sporting specks of drying mud on her face.
The man who suddenly approached her and asked for help had an extremely handsome face, with amber-colored eyes like wheat fields swayin in the breeze, and even standing on this muddy ridge, he seemed like a figure in an ink painting.
The man's lips curled slightly with apology in his eyes as he explained, "Sorry, I just lost a game to them."
Qi Yue followed his gaze towards a group nearby indeed making a commotion.
So, he lost a game...
Just as Qi Yue realized this, her roommate, Song Qiuqiu suddenly exclaimed beside her—
"Ah! Gu... Gu... Gu Huai... our School of Agriculture's top heartthrob!!!"
"Gu Huai...?" Qi Yue took another look at the man before her.
She spent her days in the trial fields, either raising pigs or planting potatoes, paying little attention to anything else and naturally not knowing any heartthrobs.
"Is it a stand-in, is that okay?" Gu Huai's eyes twinkled like stars, politely asking again.
As Qi Yue was busy digging with her hoe, she replied without looking up, "Well, sorry, but suddenly making such a request is really troubling, and I'm very busy, please move aside, I need to plant potatoes..."
Song Qiuqiu's face was incredulous: "Bro, are you seeing clearly? This is Gu Huai!"
Qi Yue shoved Song Qiuqiu's obstructing leg aside, "Man, you're only slowing down my potato planting speed!"
Song Qiuqiu: "...???"
Upon hearing this, Gu Huai chuckled softly, his laughter touching like a dandelion seed on one's heart.
He glanced at Qi Yue's lab coat, "You're from A University's School of Agriculture? I've had the privilege of discussing a new potato hybrid breeding technology with Professor Shen that could greatly increase potato yields. Interested?"
Qi Yue's eyes nearly shone instantaneously, her head snapping up like a sunflower catching the sun, "Hey! Come closer! Closer! That looks more realistic!"
She had regretted just yesterday during her live potato sale, wishing she could have had the chance to share potato farming insights with Professor Shen!
Who could have guessed that the stuff of dreams could make it into reality?
The man laughed softly from his chest, obligingly leaning a bit closer.
"Come! Let's talk in detail! Professor Shen, is it Professor Shen Jueming? Such a national treasure isn't easily met! And you could chat with him? You're not pulling my leg, are you?" Qi Yue asked skeptically, with a face that said, you must be exaggerating.
Gu Huai cleared his throat lightly, "Professor Shen is my uncle."
Qi Yue: "...!!!"
At that moment, Gu Huai seemed absolutely radiant in her eyes.
Qi Yue instantly bopped her messy head towards him, "Is this stand-in realistic enough?"
The man's head was lightly tapped by the girl's head, he chuckled helplessly and reached out to adjust her position slightly.
After maintaining the pose for about two seconds, likely making sure the people on the other side had seen, he immediately straightened up and stepped back to a polite distance.
"That's good, thanks for the help."
Though a common enough thank-you, it carried an inexplicably charming undertone when he spoke.
Qi Yue waved her hand generously, "No worries at all, happy to help. If you need help like this again, remember to find me."
Gu Huai chuckled: "Sure."
"So, about that new potato farming technology..." Qi Yue eagerly rubbed her hands.
"It's not convenient right now, can we talk after I finish over there?"
"Sure, sure!"
Qi Yue nodded like a pecking chicken, casually asking, "What game did you lose at? Truth or Dare, or King's Game?"
"Shooting," Gu Huai answered.
"Shooting?" Qi Yue startled at the word, but she quickly recovered, "How many points did you score?"
"Zero, completely missed the target."
Qi Yue's lips twitched: "Then you're really quite bad..."
Gu Huai didn't deny it, his long eyelashes veiling the amusement in his eyes, "Yeah, it's a good thing you helped."